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One Very Happy Hour

Snowshoeing on the bike path behind our home.Absorbing the beauty of Mother Nature's gifts. Had to pause during my snowshoeing to absorb the true moment of pretty


One Very Happy Hour


The day finally arrived! 

Several years ago my husband and I were invited to stay with some friends in Vermont. They skied and we snowshoed Bromley Mountain. We had so much fun snowshoeing the woods between the ski trails. A feeling memory that needed repeating.

I found some basic snowshoes and poles Christmas shopping several years ago. I put them under the tree. My husband was surprised. I was gitty. I put them in the garage waiting for a good snow. 

Winter came. Winter left. Winter came. Winter left. Then maybe another? Not sure.

The winters didn't drop enough snow except to shovel the driveway, or it was rain, sleet or just plain gross.  

I would go into the garage. Look at the snowshoes. Release a big sigh. Why did I even bother.

Then snow was in the forecast. Nothing to get thrilled over.

It snowed for 2 days with at least 15 inches with no gross weather attached.  

My heart beat a little faster.  I felt like a total kid.

I hustled into the garage after work and found the snowshoes. Cut off the tags and and finally tried out my snowshoes in the back yard. 

Feeling invigorated I wanted more!

Got a shovel to clear the backyard gate for I wanted to get to the bike path. Cleared, I was off! My heart and body sang in rhythm.

I had to stop periodically to look around. It was so pretty! 

The blue sky. The sun peeking through the branches. The quiet air. The little kitty pawprints in the snow next to those of the deer. The crunch of the snow under my feet. The smell of the air. 

I was out there for an hour. An hour of bliss, beauty, curiosity and sweat right behind my backyard. 

Last night, we got even more snow on top of the previous. After shoveling I headed straight out to adventure land behind the fence. Pure bliss!

Thank you mother nature for your gift! I'm glad I waited and kept hope to go play in the snow with my snowshoes. 

It was certainly worth the wait!


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